I make a contract with myself

Yuanchu Xianlingwu has very strong fighting power.

A racial civil war and a fight against alien invaders are both issues that cannot be ignored.

Of course, this is not the point.

Wu was sealed.

He is a martial arts fanatic, and he often picks fights with humans, monsters, and even his own people. If he can win, it's fine, but if he can't, he will keep fighting until he wins.

That would be fine, but He doesn’t care about time or place. He will strike whenever He wants to, without any reason.

The sealed place is the time and space restricted area left behind when time and space returned to heaven and earth.

That is the location of the ancestral land, or to be more specific, it is under the water of Linghu Lake.

Sun Yan gritted his teeth and said, "I hate closed loops!"

Now this original immortal spirit martial arts exists in the past, and humans from the future need to defeat him and follow the trajectory of historical development.

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes were full of circles: "How is it possible to defeat Wu?"

Even if it was Zai and Zhu, she and Sun Yan could not defeat them together, let alone the warmongering Wu.

Dao waved goodbye to the two.

"The future of humanity is in your hands."

After saying that, Sun Yan and Lin Xiaoyu began to fall.

The light around gradually faded away, and it became darker and darker, until you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

At a certain moment, Sun Yan was horrified.

"Wait! My spirit realm... is gone?"

"That's normal. After all, in this era, there aren't even elves, let alone elf users."

"Without Zai and Zhu, how can we fight?"

"Warriors really exist. That's what's written in history books, so we can definitely defeat them. The original immortal spirit martial arts will surely return to heaven and earth and transform into the rule power of warriors."

Sun Yan was silent for a long time, then sighed, "Master, please don't take it for granted, okay? Also, stop shaking...Are you scared?"

Lin Xiaoyu took a deep breath and shook her head, "I'm not afraid of fighting, but the burden on my shoulders is too heavy."

"Besides, I'm a Taoist priest, why should I worry about the affairs of warriors?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two looked at each other and suddenly realized something.

Lin Xiaoyu asked: "Is your martial arts cultivation still there?"

Sun Yan also asked: "If there is no sacrifice to heaven, Taoist masters should not exist, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the master and disciple practiced their skills and felt their own cultivation level.

Fortunately, my cultivation is still there.

Sun Yan didn't understand.

Since the cultivation of the Taoist master and the warrior is still there, why is the spirit user useless and can't even sense the spirit realm?

This unscientific!

Lin Xiaoyu raised the corner of her lips slightly: "The most perfect human being, is this it?"

Hearing this, Sun Yan, who was cursing just now, was suddenly stunned when he heard this.

Time and space are intertwined, and when Taoism returns to heaven and earth, the Taoist master's cultivation is still there, which is understandable.

Wu is different.

However, he is the most perfect human being. After being promoted to the spiritual level, his body and soul are one and the two are closely integrated.

Therefore, if the cultivation of a Taoist master is there, the cultivation of a warrior must naturally be there as well. Otherwise, his title of the most perfect human being would be a bit unworthy of its title.

The Yishen Sect created the most perfect human being and traveled to the ancient spirit world. It seemed like a coincidence, but it was actually inevitable.

It's closed again...

The power of time and space is truly extraordinary and unpredictable!

Sun Yan was exhausted, and secretly vowed that even if he became powerful in the future, he would not manipulate time and space at will. Who knows what kind of "surprise" he will prepare for himself in the future.

Sealed at the bottom of the lake, this is a huge space.

An unknown light penetrated the seal and illuminated the cage, but it did not affect vision.

Yuanchu Xianlingwu is here. He is shaped like a monkey, with a round head, hairy face and no cheeks. He is covered with golden hair, but his limbs are entangled by several pitch-black chains.

Those chains were emitting black air, which did not affect Wu's movements, but they were obviously not serious stuff.

Sun Yan blinked his eyes: "It seems there is a fight to be had."

Lin Xiaoyu also looked happy.

The next moment, all the chains on Wu's body broke, and Sun Yan was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

Lin Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, and she was about to pick him up, but Wu was faster.

In just a blink of an eye, the other party appeared in front of Sun Yan.

At the same time, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was set up.

Sun Yan's face remained horrified as he fired a shot.

With the concentration of a critical hit, pierce through the stars!

The first move is a killing move, or a sneak attack...

Lin Xiaoyu's face turned dark, and she had the urge to cover her face and run away.

This disciple of mine has been ruined. He has no martial ethics at all. If I could start over again, I would never be so humble as to accept him as my disciple.

But, who is Wu?

Martial arts fanatic!

The thing I'm least afraid of is fighting!

Wu reached out and grabbed the Panlong Spear. The brutal force surging from the tip of the spear didn't even make him retreat half a step.

Sun Yan’s eyes widened, and then the hidden sword formation was activated, and a sword light appeared, slashing towards Wudang’s head.

Wu casually raised his hand and shattered the sword light.

At this moment, Sun Yan took out a porcelain bottle and crushed it.

The black and purple poisonous fog suddenly spread out, enveloping a man and a spirit.

Lin Xiaoyu covered her face and was unable to cast a spell to help in time.

Bang~~

As expected, Sun Yan was knocked away by Wu's palm without any resistance, easily.

He raised his head, looked at his master Lin Xiaoyu, and spit out blood.

"Master, isn't it two against one?"

Lin Xiaoyu: "..."

Suddenly I felt that it would be better to fight one-on-one. Although I couldn't win, I could save the face of the human race.

"Humph, despicable human!"

Wu walked out of the poisonous fog leisurely and spoke in human language.

Lin Xiaoyu floated in front of Sun Yan and stared at him vigilantly.

One cannot start over in life, and since Sun Yan is still his disciple, he must protect him at the risk of his life.

"Heal your wounds before fighting me again!"

Wu turned around and left without killing them all.

The master and disciple looked at each other, and gradually, a smile appeared on their faces.

It seems that He also knows that history cannot be violated, this is certain!

……

In the Spirit Lake.

Dao came to the black and white lotus, touched the flower vine with his bare hands, but his eyes were unfocused, just facing them.

And His body was slowly dissipating bit by bit...

“The future is good. Although there are still some unsatisfactory aspects, I like it very much.”

Zai and Zhu scoffed at this remark.

It must be acknowledged that the combat effectiveness of the seven major clans in the future will indeed surpass those old antiques.

However, all ethnic groups know that being ungrateful is a tacit understanding.

The human race hides their true identities as Dao, Wu and Ling, the demon race establishes themselves as kings, the element race has long forgotten their ancestors, the plant race goes its own way, the dragon race looks down on everything, the phoenix race hides from the world, and the undead race plunders souls everywhere...

Of course, these are nothing, all intelligent life is like this, and I am not much better.

But, throwing them into the abyss and imprisoning them forever is too much.

I don't ask you to be grateful to them, but at least you should show them the minimum respect when you worship them.

"The current ancient spirit world is not bad, better than our time. Who knows what the future will be like."

The evil ghost mask is really miserable, but it is actually the most open-minded one.

If the evil ghost mask counts as two, then these are the seven original immortals, and there is also the one sealed at the bottom of the lake...

Eight primordial immortal spirits!

The other elves had never seen such a scene.

They were chatting here and the topic was very profound, but my knowledge was limited and I couldn't get a word in.

Now, not only is he temporarily separated from the elf messenger, he is also confined to the waters of the Spirit Lake and cannot go anywhere.

Only by practicing hard...